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ANT BANKS lyrics : "Clownin' Wit da Crew"

(feat. The Dangerous Crew)

It goes one for the (*##$es, two for the town

Three for the busters, so get up everybody cause be bout to clown

[Ant Banks]

Yeah, here it is, playa, slump for your trunk
Turn it up and let it bump, straight gangsta funk
For your $$#, coming, straight outta Oakland

The city where you get your wig split wide open
Known to most, from coast to coast
As the city of macks and Short Dog's the host

So everybody make way for the dangerous crew
And what we came to do is spit game at you


[Rappin' Ron]
The Rappin' Ron from the mother$#&@ing Dangerous Crew
^!$$% duck when I buck cause I'm aiming at you

Cause you know I point my gat at, whoever that I'm mad at
I'm coming from the town so you know I ain't gonna have that
^!$$% talking crazy mother$#&@er

I think you'd better duck and watch a young brother buck a
^!$$% in his $$# bone cause you can't last long
When I got my mask on I gotta get my blast on

I'm just a gangsta, ^!$$%, you know that I be coming tight
I $#&@s it up every time that I grabs a mic
My name is Rappin' Ron, I'm one that you can trap and con

Cause now I'm finna hit the four and get me a fat sack of bomb

[Pee Wee]

Like that, crack another sack and let me back up off this yak
And show these playa-hating ^!$$%s how to act
Tricks sit back cause I ain't with you (*##$es tugging on my !@*^s

You ain't no (*##$, you must be $#&@ing homosexual
Hanging on some blueballs, you're on my dick when you call
I told y'all ^!$$% screwballs, you're going like a Ru Pauls

And I ain't got time to listen to rhymes
I'm trying to find, a top of the line (*##$es
Behind me and you can't grind

So when you're trying to find the number to the motel
Go tell your (*##$ the crew's due for some mo' tail
And bring your sisters and cousins there, too

I got a stump for your hunt when she $#&@ed with the Crew, ^!$$%

[Ant Diddley Dog]

Ant Diddley mother$#&@ing Dog straight coming like a sick man
Got all these punk (*##$es sprung on my dick span
Got 'em moving they head cause it's on hit

Now they want long dick, but too late, I'm gone (*##$
Hanging with the famous Dangerous Crew, smoking dank
Drinking a gang of brew, look how I came a new

A mother$#&@ing mack, the real McCoy
You still a boy, listen up ^!$$%, kill the noise
Don't act like you don't know I'm from the O

I've been wrecking so when you're steppingbe expecting a chin-checking
A badass influence, ain't never been a punk
Put this in, let it bump, get a fifth and get drunk


[Father Dom]
I mack all kind of (*##$es, to hell with the snitches

If a ^!$$% trip, I'm a give his $$# stitches
Punk !@#( pitching fits, cause Dom will never quit
You need to go on with that ho %#@!, because you no-(*##$

^!$$% from the North side of Oakland ain't no joke
I used to slang !@%!e, now I'm paid from what I wrote
Doing thangs with the Dangerous Crew

And I thought you knew when I rip I'll have your (*##$ saying "Ooh
Damn, Father Dom's the man!"
She let me hit that %#@! from the back, slam bam thank you ma'am

So Ant Diddley pass the dank so your partner can drank and smoke
I'm saying peace out to all of my Dangerous folks


[Too $hort]
Tore that $$# (*##$ when I came to town
'79 dropped Caddy slamming James Brown

Hoes sprung cause I bought a new car again
Take the James Brown out and ride Parliament
I got the L to the double O T (*##$
And if you ain't seen me, you ain't seen %#@!
I gotta send a shout out, to all you ^!$$%s wearing pink

Cause you look like a mother$#&@ing (*##$ing thing
(Aw that was fly, dude) I need to check your $$#
Cause you a broke-ass ^!$$%, ain't got no cash
And if you're not, I'll tell you what I came to do
Spit the game at you, and make some changes, fool

I run the Dangerous Crew, where every ^!$$% can flow
We make the funky-ass beats and every ^!$$% pimp hoes
Cause we from Oakland, ask us what we smoking
Nothing but the dank and I guarantee that it's potent %#@!, (*##$

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